History of the settlement of Upper Canada (Ontario,): with special reference to the Bay QuintéCanniff, William
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History of the settlement of Upper Canada (Ontario,): with special reference to the Bay Quinté
Canniff, William
Ontario -- History; Quinte, Bay of (Ont.)
“From York, Niagara, Queenston, and the head of the lake, for each
barrel of Flour delivered at the Port of Montreal, 5s. and 6d.
“From Kingston, to the Port of Montreal, for each barrel of Flour, 4s.
and 6d.
“From York, Niagara, Queenston, and the head of the lake, for each
barrel of Potash delivered at the Port of Montreal, 12s. and 6d.
“From Kingston to the Port of Montreal, for each barrel of Potash, 10s.
“From York, Niagara, Queenston, and the head of the lake, for each
barrel of Pork delivered at the Port of Montreal, 8s. and 3d.
“From Kingston to the Port of Montreal, for each barrel of Pork, 6s. and
9d.
“Merchandize will be transported by the same means from Lachine to
Kingston, at the rate of 5s. per cwt.
“An elegant Passage Boat will also leave Kingston every tenth day for
Montreal, which will be fitted up in the most commodious manner and
prevent any delay to passengers leaving the upper part of the lake in
the Steam Boat _Frontenac_, it having been built for the purpose of
leaving this place immediately after her arrival.
“These arrangements will take effect at the opening of the navigation,
and be continued during the season.
“THOMAS MARKLAND.
“PETER SMITH.
“LAWRENCE HERKIMER.
“JOHN KERBY.
“WILLIAM MITCHELL.
“Kingston, February, 1819.”
Respecting the Canadian Batteaux, the following is from the Boston
_Weekly Magazine_ of an old date.
“Lines written while at anchor in Kingston Harbour, Lake Ontario, on
hearing from several Canadian boats entering from the St. Lawrence—their
usual songs.
Hark! o’er the lakes unruffled wave,
A distant solemn chant is sped;
Is it some requiem at the grave?
Some last kind honor to the dead?
‘Tis silent all—again begin;
It is the wearied boatman’s lay,
That hails alike the rising sun,
And his last soft departing ray.
Forth from yon island’s dusky side,
The train of batteaux now appear,
And onward as they slowly glide,
More loud their chorus greets the ear.
But, ah! the charm that distance gave,
When first in solemn sounds their song
Crept slowly o’er the limpid wave,
Is lost in notes full loud and strong.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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